Rude - Grayson Dolan

16 - "dark eyes"

Warning: unedited

Angela

The window steamed up as the raindrops slid down the transparent glass as the car swiftly drove towards the club that Christina claimed was the best in London. I had been to most clubs in London when I was studying at university however I hadn't heard of the one we were going to, apprently its new.

When we had arrived at the hotel, it was more than I had expected. My very own suite, with a flat screen TV, a King sized bed. It was more than luxury and I was speachless at the sight of it.

"It will have to do." Christina sighed when she saw her suite, obviously having stayed in many hotel room across the country. "We won't be in here a lot anyway." She told herself as she turned to face Ethan before pressing a kiss onto his lips, her hands on his chest as she leant into him.

As the driver pulls up the curb of the street outside of the pub, Christina waits for Ethan to get out of the passenger seat and he opens the door for her before gesturing for me to slide out too.

"Thanks." I smile to him and he nods before fixing his white collar, obviously feeling different as he is not suited with a tie as usual and is only fitted with his black suit and a white shirt.

"How many suits do you and your brother own?" I joke, going through the many suits that I have seen them both wearing since I had met them and they were all designer, never the same one twice.

"Not enough, I suppose." He grins before resting his hand on the small of Christina's back before closing the door behind me as flicks her hair behind her shoulders.

I pull down the hem of my gold dress as we make our way towards the entrance, Christina's arm linked with Ethan's and I walked beside them looking like a total third wheel. However, I wonder if Grayson would have linked arms with me if he were to be here, would he have liked the hotel room or had asked for a better one. Knowing Grayson I would probably allow me to walk alone, telling me I'm not a child and do not guidence to a door and he would have definatly asked for a better hotel room, maybe even a better hotel. Maybe I'm glad that he's not here, but I can't help myself thinking what would happen if he was.

"Good evening, Mr Dolan." The bouncer welcomes Ethan as we had skipped the long line and he too dressed in a suit however he also dresses in a black shirt. "Mrs Dolan and.." He trails off as he looks towards me and swallow the nerves in my stomach, not ever seeing such a muscled person before.

"Miss Downing." I offer him my name while Christina blushes at the thought of being called 'Mrs Dolan' and the bouncer nods at my name before carrying on.

"Your VIP has been sorted in your usual spot, is there anything else I can do for you?" He asks and I wonder how many times Ethan and Christina had been here, it was obviously a favourite of theirs.

"No, thankyou, Matt." Ethan replies before we make our way into the night club, the music making my skin shiver in goosebumps as the thumping sound made my stomach churn.

As Christina and I follow Ethan to VIP, her arm now linked with me I remember when Grayson had a go at his doorman, frightening the poor soul and I felt so much embarssment. He would have spoken to the hotel manager like that. Spitting out the words as his face reddened with anger.

"Remember," Christina begins, the other hand that is not linked with mine is placed on my arm. "be careful and don't kiss too many men, we're too classy for that." She laughs even though I know she being serious however I knew she really meant 'don't kiss too many men, Grayson wouldn't like that' or she just meant 'don't be a slut'.